Emmett + Ben, Nov 7

Nov 07 21:55:46 <DarcellJermaine>	-a Brit and an American walk into a scene-
Nov 07 22:03:17 <Knave>	Emmett isn't as nicely-dressed as he likes to be for Elspeth, but he has noticeably tidied himself up. Wild orange hair pulled back into a ponytail, goggles a sensibly ornate brass set, and a warm, friendly waistcoat. Emmett very much looks like a cuddly local inventor today, down to the queer circle of metal held in one hand. He clears his throat, then raps with his free hand on Benjamin's door.
Nov 07 22:05:02 <DarcellJermaine>	There's a few moments of silence before Emmett can hear the all too familiar sound of heavy metal rustling around and the familiar CLINK CLANK as Ben approaches the door. He opens the door slowly, being careful not to accidentally tear it off. The tiniest of smiles forms on his metallic face. "Emmett! Good to see you. Is it...finushed?" Of course, his voice is booming, the entire dorm can probably hear him.
Nov 07 22:08:10 <Knave>	The inventor - looking more ratlike than usual compared to the tower of steel beside him - shakes his head. "I am afraid this," He holds up the circle, "Is merely a nonfunctioning prototype, built to demonstrate the principles at work." He adjusts his goggles, "I will require additional funds to acquire suitable, functioning materials, and of course to cover the cost of fabrication."
Nov 07 22:13:36 <DarcellJermaine>	Ben nods his head *creeeak* reaching into his baggy sweatpants pocket to pull out his wallet. "I don't have much, but I'll do my best to pay you. What's the price?"
Nov 07 22:17:45 <Knave>	Emmett knows an honest man when he sees one, and lets the idea of exploiting one cross his mind again, before urging it off. "The materials will cost a hundred dollars. My services in the device's construction will be another fifty. The device, to be clear, will allow you to speak with a full range of volume and articulation, as well as making your face more capable of subtle expression. Does that sound acceptable?"
Nov 07 22:20:05 <DarcellJermaine>	Ben is smiling a little more clearly, he's definitely hyped about this. "Of course, Emmett" damn, the sooner that voice was fixed the better! "I appreciate this so much-" he digs out the necessary bills and hands them to Emmett before pulling out another 10 bucks. "For your troubles" adding up to 160 total
Nov 07 22:23:47 <Knave>	Emmett looks at the offered bills from behind his goggles. For his troubles... the charge of service surely already covered his troubles, the trouble was his commitment of time and effort to construction of the device. But the term was a common saying, wasn't it, simple an expression of appreciation. A tip. Emmett hadn't heard of tips being common in this kind of service, but then again, how many people invented on commission? After the moment of thought, he takes the bills and pockets them in his coat. "Thank you. It is my pleasure to work with you." He holds up a finger, "Oh, another thing, could you perhaps, ahem, come down here?" He beckons for Ben to lower his head down.
Nov 07 22:34:09 <DarcellJermaine>	Ben lowers his head down, his body making creaking noises as it struggles to bend considering how inflexible he is. He refrains from speaking while so close to Emmett so an not to potentially deafen him.
Nov 07 22:36:07 <Knave>	From his coat, Emmett produces a tape measure and loops it around Ben's neck, adjusting it to fit and then reading the measurement with efficiency. "Thank you." Emmett says with a nod, pulling the tape measure loose and gesturing that Ben can stand again. He gives a small grin, and says lightly, "It would be a poor turn of affairs for me to craft the thing and have it be a poor fit, eh?"
Nov 07 22:37:22 <DarcellJermaine>	Ben straightens himself up and responds, "Indeed" not too much for words, huh? He stands there for a few moments before adding in, "Have you ate yet?" Ben doesn't need to eat, but he knows people do.
Nov 07 22:40:14 <Knave>	The visible part of Emmett's face freezes in momentary confusion, and his head twitches off to one side slightly. Had he eaten? What time was it, and what day was today? Irrelevant. Was he hungry? More important question. Of course he had eaten, at some point, but had he eaten recently enough that he did not require food? He makes a conscious effort to feel his stomach and then says after consternation, "I could eat."
Nov 07 22:47:23 <DarnellJermaine>	Ben nods his head, "I'll get something ready for you in the kitchen" he gestures to the commons and makes his way down.
Nov 07 22:49:05 <Knave>	"Um." Emmett says to Ben's back as he leaves him in the dust, "Very well?" Was this an American thing? Did Americans just... feed people? He had been given the impression that Americans largely fed themselves. He shakes his thoughts loose vigorously then scurries to follow Ben down to the common room.